I had a friend pick up on the habit, and quite a few nights we would walk all along our sleepy little town until our legs were tired, just sitting up on the hill near the dippy little ***** we called an airport, where nobody could see us just looking down at the streetlights...

My walks are probably the most important ritual in my life. The only time I have the space to move around at the pace I choose without witness to my deeds. What I truly walk for are the little opprotunities I find to add senseless, harmless entropy to peoples lives, and they will...

I don't seek out the surreal. It seeks me.
I lay on my foam mattress, looking up at the ceiling tile, and try valiantly to block out the sounds of drunk neighbors gone Christmas-mad. My brain feels drugged by the pulling sensation of too many overtired women...

something very prosaic can somehow spark the most marvelous ideas in my silly head. usually I entertain the idea briefly and let them pass me by. Other times, I actually try to make a snarky comic or something about it. playing with words and modifying their meanings in the...

Opinions on Salvation
M. Keninger
i hope that there isnt salvation/cause if there is im not getting it/i know a couple people that might of though/you better be going too/you might want t/help t find said salvation aint gonna be found in a church/your patron saint isnt going to...